Grumpy

I'm grumpy. Hormonal? Who knows, just grumpy. Worked 12 hours Friday, and another 11 on Saturday. Last weekend was the big June wedding day. For all those number freaks out there, it was June 7, 2008, or in other words 06-07-08. We had four weddings. So, I am still recuperating.

We finally have the kitchen floor done, and half the laundry room. Whoopty.

Today I find out that Koben's preschool is switching from just Tuesdays (which is my day off) to Monday and Wednesdays starting in July. I have no way to get him to preschool, and I can't afford daycare for him both days, not with Chloe also in daycare. Then I find out the snot I talked to on the phone two weeks ago when I asked about swim lessons was a moron. He said he had no idea when registration or summer lessons started, when in fact, they started yesterday. The girl in the office today told me in so many words I was stupid for not getting his name or calling back to ask someone else. I told her in so many words that he should know what was going on, and how many guys could possibly work there, I've only seen two in the last three years, it can't be that hard to figure out which one it was, and it doesn't really matter, because he should have known better, and this is not the first mis-communication issue I have had with the pool. We build a brand new, very nice pool, and now we have no money to run it, because everyone in Molalla was smart enough to not agree to raise the taxes for it, since there is 500 new people moving in every year, and each one of them pays taxes, along with all the money the city rakes in for permits on these new houses, so now the pool claims they have massive shortage and staffing problems due to budget cuts, so that must be why they hire morons? Who knows.

So, once I pitch my fit, pick up the flier, and get to the car, I discover they are only running lessons during the day this summer, and no evening classes, which is what she has always taken, and is the only time we can get her to them.

Sometimes being a working mom truly sucks. So, today, I let down my son, who is not going to be able to continue with his special needs preschool, when he REALLY needs to be in it, and I also let down my daughter who has been waiting for swim lessons since October. I feel just dandy. Mom is not really into helping me out with the preschool, or the swim lesson thing, so I am feeling SOL, and extremely depressed about it.

And, to top it all off, I have to report to the Clackamas Courthouse tomorrow for jury duty, lose a days worth of pay, and not be able to pick up and deposit my paycheck 'cuz tomorrow is payday.

Jeesh.